Our annual snowstorm has begun in the gloaming. We are expecting a whopping 2 to 4 inches (or 5 to 10 cm), which will be sufficient to paralyze the city, and more than enough to sate my annual desire for snow.

The image is from a postcard in the collections of the New York Public Library Digital Gallery. The quotation on the card is from a maudlin little poem by James Russell Lowell that you can read here. Have a hanky ready. 

Our annual snowstorm has begun in the gloaming. We are expecting a whopping 2 to 4 inches (or 5 to 10 cm), which will be sufficient to paralyze the city, and more than enough to sate my annual desire for snow.

The image is from a postcard in the collections of the New York Public Library Digital Gallery. The quotation on the card is from a maudlin little poem by James Russell Lowell that you can read here. Have a hanky ready. 

I used to see and hear nighthawks with some regularity here at Schloss FatChance, but it has been several years since I’ve observed one in the neighborhood. Tonight, just as dusk was closing in, I heard that old familiar sound of a nighthawk on the wing, hunting insects high overhead in the last light. I hope it means they are back to stay.

Image: John James Audubon’s rendering of nighthawks (Chordeiles minor), from Birds of America, 1840. From the New York Public Library Digital Gallery

You can hear a recording of the common nighthawk’s distinctive peent call by clicking here